“Sweet” #Abhanga, #NaPoWritMo

When I wake up in the morning, one of the first things I do, after I kiss my husband good morning, is to grab a cup of coffee. Then, I go to Facebook to see what lovely photo Merril D. Smith has shared for the day.

Today’s photo was spectacular! I was so inspired I had to write this abhanga poem. This is an Indian syllabic form written in a 6-6-6-4 syllable count with an end scheme of x, a, a, x, where x is unrhymed.

sweet blossoms fall like rain
a ground cover of white
blooms stir as if in flight
perfume lingers

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

My poetic version of Spring Break!

“Spring Again,” #haiku, #NaPoWritMo

Well… I blew it! I missed yesterday for my Poem-a-Day practice along with NaPoWritMo. But I have the best excuse. It was a beautiful day, and I spent much of it outside with my husband enjoying the weather. Sometimes it’s better to live in the moment. So, I offer two haiku today to catch up.

My neighborhood has exploded with blossoms! My friend Ruth looked up what kind of tree this is… (I did not know). Apparently, it’s a Bradford Pear. These lovely trees line each side of the street.

spring day
dark clouds release
rainfall

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro
a shower—
white petals adrift
on wet pavement

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

After this week’s warmth, we return to a more seasonal pattern. And, at long last, we finally have an appointment on April 15th, for our first Covid shots!

“Goodbye,” #Senryu, #NaPoWritMo

My dear friend, Debby Gies’ husband lost his battle with cancer on Wednesday. Today, I attended his funeral, which was live-streamed from Toronto. I leave you with a somber senryu:

swift passage—
saying goodbye
to an old friend

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro
Image by Myriams-Fotos from Pixabay

“Humid Spring,” Badger hexastich trio, #NaPoWritMo

I had forgotten how humid it can be in Michigan… Today; the humidity rolled in from Lady Lake Michigan and the rainy day bloomed as we headed into the afternoon.

So for my Poem-a-day practice, I described the approach of the afternoon rain. It’s day 8 on NaPoWritMo, but I’m not following the prompts.

muggy—
leaden clouds churn
rain spatters like cat feet
barely touching the ground
drops disappear
birds sing

steamy—
blue flies cluster
on dampish window screens
sunning 'tween breaks in clouds
when spring winds gust
blooms thrive

soggy—
cloudburst unleashed
drops cling like morning dew
slick streets shine with rainbows
gutters run deep
grass grows

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

“Hazy Moon,” #Haiku, #NaPoWritMo

Spring has found its way to Michigan… The temperature hit 80 degrees F. today. Yet, the clouds are rolling in. Rain is on the way… it matches my mood. A dear friend’s husband lost his battle to cancer today. Like the spring rain, my tears fall at the loss of another gentle soul. May he rest in everlasting peace.

Image by ThePixelman from Pixabay
hazy moon—
keep the umbrella close
showers grow weeds

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

“Spring Rain-harusame,” #haiku, #NaPoWritMo

I didn’t write for the NaPoWritMo prompt today because our two kitties, Chloe and Sophie, finally made it home. Instead, I wrote a haiku for my poem-a-day creative endeavor.

spring rain...
the scent of petrichor
fuels primal urges

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

We awakened to a gunmetal gray, heavy-clouded sky. As the rumble of thunder grew louder, the rain pounded against the roof. Flashes of lightning slashed at the clouds with bright bursts of light.

I couldn’t tell you the last time we heard a thunderstorm—probably since we left Florida years ago. The scent of the wet earth filled me with the scent of spring. What a lovely morning!

It’s raining cats and dogs!

“Faery,” #senryu, #NaPoWritMo

Day Four of #NaPoWritMo brings us the prompt of: “…To the “liminal,” in other words – a place or sensation that exists at or on both sides of a boundary or threshold, neither one thing or the other, but something betwixt and between…”

Image by Anastasia Makarevich from Pixabay
faery...
in-between the veil
time shifts

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

Learn about the Liminal Gods and Goddesses HERE.

Join me every Tuesday on wordcraftpoetry.com for the Tanka Tuesday Syllabic Poetry Challenge.

“Spring Blessings,” #haiku, #NaPoWritMo, #spring

Today, we finished the last of our indoor house painting… I’m so glad to be done! Let’s celebrate Spring!

cold rain falls—
tulips bloom in splendor
spring blessings

©2012 Colleen M. Chesebro

It’s day three of my haiku mindfulness journey! Happy Easter! ❤

“neko no koi,” Cats in Love, #haiku, #haiga, #NaPoWritMo

First I’ll give you the haiku. The kigo is “cats in love” (neko no koi) which signifies spring.

cats in love—
howls under the moon
rite of spring

©2021 Colleen M. Chesebro

Let’s talk about haiga poetry. This is poetry that combines three forms: imagery, photographs or original art, and calligraphy. If you use a photo and add your haiku or senryu to it, it then becomes a haiga, subject to the rules of that form.

Haiga is written in the short-long-short syllable form or for my poetry challenge, the 5-7-5 form.

The most important part of a haiga… The image cannot complete the haiku or senryu. If you need the photo to get your message across, you’ve failed with your poem.

Remember, take the first and second lines of your haiku or senryu. Do they make sense? Then, take the second and third lines of your haiku or senryu. Do they add another layer of meaning to your poem? That is the juxtaposition you need to make your poem memorable.

Line one and two:

cats in love—howls under the moon

Line two and three:

howls under the moon, rite of spring

Each section of the haiku shares a different layer of meaning. Tell me, who hasn’t wanted to howl under the spring moon?

Now, let’s choose a photo and add our haiku:

Image by Susan Cipriano from Pixabay

The photo for this haiga gives us a glimpse of the moon along with a view of bare trees, signifying spring. You don’t need the photo, to understand the haiku. All the photo does is enhance the magic of the moon in springtime. Can you hear the cats howling?

Speaking of cats… the countdown has begun! On Monday, six-month-old Chloe, and four-month-old Sophie will become part of our family. They are a bonded pair we found at the Constellation Cat Cafe. We can’t wait to bring them home. ❤